Couple of hours from Keet to St Anne’s along the coastal path produced a few wheatear and whitethroat, stonechat a few Gannet and a probable grey phalarope, everything I saw looked good about to clinch when lost in surf. Walking back along the road one stumble field had a golden plover, and a few pied wags, with some house martins still their nests.
Haverfordwest at time of writing, a steady flow of swallow, some house Martin heading south with a late swift.
